home!

Over the last few weeks we have had a chaotic time packing and sorting and cleaning and saying goodbye to all our friends and at last we have arrived back in Aus. It is a bit strange as there are so many new people and they all have funny accents and no one pinches my cheeks any more. We left Bandung at 8:30am in the morning and then travelled to Jakarta and spent a day playing with Auntie Esther. We then drove to the airport and jumped on the plane at 10:30 at night - I was so tired and we were given 5 seats so I was able to lie out across the seats and fell asleep. That was all good until about 2am when I rolled off the seat and landed on the floor! Dad then put me to sleep on the floor and i slept there until the air hostess noticed me and got dad in trouble! We eventually got into Aus about 7:30am Aus time (about 3:30 Indo time!) We then spent 2 hours lined up trying to get through customs!
Nanny met us as was smiling and crying when she saw us. I then ate McDonalds for breakfast - I like hotcakes and milkshakes! We travelled to Wollongong and are staying in a friends house for the next three weeks before we move to another house and then to another house - it will be nice to meet everyone and play - look forward to seeing you!

Flying lessons gone wrong!

On Saturday we had a big outing to buy some things we needed in preparation to go home and on the way home I was really tired and fell asleep for about 20 minutes before we got home. Dad then transferred me to the cot, but I decided that I wanted to get out, so somehow I managed to climb the fence of my cot and jumped out landing headfirst on the floor – flapping my wings didn’t seem to help! Mum and dad were just outside and heard the thump and ran in to find me sprawled on the floor!

 

I was still really tired and wanted to go back to sleep again, but after about 20 minutes of being asleep I really started howling and then Mum and Dad  thought something was wrong, Dad was thinking cracked skull or brain damage! When mum tried to move my right arm to put a shirt on, I really cried because I couldn’t move it!

 

Mum and dad quickly rang for a taxi who said they would be here in five minutes. So mum and dad carried me up to the meeting point – our neighbors were all very concerned (about 5 minutes walk from our house), we then waited for about an hour for the taxi to come, and every time we rang up they said 5 more minutes. Eventually another taxi company dropped someone off and we jumped in the taxi. The taxi driver didn’t believe I was sick because I wasn’t crying or anything like that. When we eventually got to the hospital, I got an x-ray and cried a lot, mum wasn’t allowed in because of baby, so she had to wait outside and was crying too! The x-ray showed that I broken my collar bone – fortunately the break wasn’t too severe that I needed an operation, but I has to be strapped up for 2 weeks and can’t have a real bath.

 

When we got home all our neighbors were freaking out, and they couldn’t understand how I could possibly fall because they hold their children non stop until they are about 3 years old, and sleep in the same bed with them until they are about 6  – so in their eyes mum and dad have become the worst parents in the world – I still think they are okay! At the moment I am doing okay and getting around alright although he is being very careful with his arm. I am enjoying playing with my friends and mum is giving me whatever I want to eat which is great – I must have consumed packets and packets of biscuits! The doctor said I should be all better in 2 weeks – I wonder if mum will still give me as many chocolate biscuits!